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kin memory dump for gemverse

color code:
red: no doubles
blue: doubles ask
green: doubles ok

main: core id, literally me
ongoing: primary-tertiary
archived: "dead" kins

bookmarks:
listography GIVE A GIFT OF MEMORIES
FAVORITE LISTOGRAPHY MENTIONS
IMPORTANT NOTICES
MESSAGES
PRIVACY

Warnings for: abuse, suicide

My name is Bad Cop, and for as long as I can remember, I've always had Good Cop. I don't know how he came around but we've always been together. My parents didn't think it was strange at all. We were still their kid(s). People call it "multiple personality disorder" or something like that. As far as I'm concerned, we're just brothers sharing a body.

Anyways, I don't remember much of my childhood. We always dreamed of being cops just like Ma and Pa. It just seemed like the right thing, helping people in need and defending the city.

When we got old enough, we did just that. That's when we started working for President Business too. He liked us and quickly promoted us to a leadership position. Over robots. Okay.

However, President Business wasn't all sunshine and rainbows like he makes it look. Whenever something didn't go his way, he would immediately take it out on whoever he figured was to blame. Which was usually us. Good Cop did his best to defuse most situations, a skill that has saved our ass many times.

During the events of The LEGO Movie, it all went according to canon.

When President Business tried to erase Good Cop, a third personality was forced into being. We called him Scribble. Scribble Cop. He was in charge of the body for the remainder of the movie. And for a while afterwards as we were recovering.

Once we were strong enough again, we co-fronted for a while to get back on our feet. Scribble still hung around in the back of our minds, and he was a pain. He harassed us, saying we weren't the slightest bit grateful for what he did for us (keep us alive for the greater part of a month) and other things.

And it got to me, little by little. Good Cop tried to keep everything together, but it might have been far too much for me.

One day, I just couldn't take it anymore. I had finally broken. And I killed myself without thinking twice.

Before our death, however, we were in a happy relationship with Benny the Spaceman. He was mainly dating Good Cop, but he supported me and helped keep me grounded. And I did the same, mostly literally.

Emmett tried to fix the relationship between Business and us, he even tried being sneaky about it. The moment I found out that Emmett was trying to do that, I started avoiding parties that he threw. I didn't want to see Business ever again.

jul 2 2017 ∞
jul 15 2017 +